jacobolozano
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2011-08-05 20:05:11-05:00
FRIEND, do not die.
Listen, these words that come burning
I am waiting for you in the starry night.
Under the southern sky, the evening air.
I am, the who keeps in the lips, taste of grapes.
Lying in the grass, I am waiting for you!
jacobolozano added this comment 2011-08-05 20:05:11-05:00
FRIEND, do not die. Listen, these words that come burning I am waiting for you in the starry night. Under the southern sky, the evening air. I am, the who keeps in the lips, taste of grapes. Lying in the grass, I am waiting for you!